Birthday:November 25th 1995Likes:FOOD! He is a little piggy- he will sit in the kitchen an hour prior to feeding time just chillin and waiting.Pet-Peeves:A wall that he didnt account for- but thats rare- for being blind he gets around so wellFavorite Toy:Not interested in toys- but he has quite the deep intimate love affair going with his back foot. He lays around sucking on it like a pacifier for hours. I cant decide if its cute or highly disturbing.Favorite Food:Whatever he can eat with his teeth- he doesnt have many left:)Favorite Walk:He does the Harvey 500- which is doing laps around the house (inside of course)Arrival Story:One early morning the week of Thanksgiving, Oliver my male dog would just not be still. He was barking and running to me- and then to the window- frantic. He wouldnt stop and I couldnt console him- finally I got his message- "look out the window Mom!". So I look out the window that he keeps going to- and there is a little white ball of fur walking in circles, into trees- helpless. It was about 20 degrees at this time so I ran out into the woods and picked him up. I could tell on my approach to him that he was blind- deaf too. He was filthy and had a huge growth on one eye. But he was wearing a collar! Someone must be missing this poor little pitiful soul! So I brought him in the house and got him warmed up and then I took him to the local shelter so his scared and worried owners could find him. In our area, when a person loses their dog the first place they check is the shelter- so off we went. I couldnt help but be worried sick of the people that would be looking for this little blind and deaf guy! So they took him into stray hold at the shelter- and later that day I got the call that pretty much ripped my heart out. The little blind and deaf dog was most certainly dumped- but worse he has injuries consistent with a dog that was thrown from a moving car. In the seven days on stray hold- no one came, no one called to look for him- it was true. His pads where tore off- from bracing himself from the toss. He had a huge growth on his eye, bumps and bruises from his fall, rotten teeth, and lots of ticks from bumping around in the woods. And a horrible horrible cough.
So during the time he had to stay at the shelter (stray hold is 7 days) I kept visiting him. It was absolutely heart breaking. I would walk up to his little cubby hole where he was- and he would be laying lifeless facing the back of the cage. I would take him out and hold him and his little body was just limp- like he had given up all hope. Well I wasnt having it! I talked to the girls at the shelter- and said I would take him. He was coughing so deeply- I didnt want him to die at the shelter in a cold cage. They were thrilled and packed him up- he stood no chance of being adopted- and faced lots of medical care which equals money- I knew that very soon- fate was going to set in whether by mother nature or the very hard decision that the shelter would have no choice but to make. So off to the vet- he got his eye growth removed and also some rotted teeth. When I went to pick him up, the vet told me he has a heart murmur but should be just fine! I brought him home to heal and bask in some love. One of the girls at the shelter, during one of my visits, came and sat with me while I was holding him- and she said " I feel so bad for this little guy- he reminds me of my Grandpa Harvey"... So Harvey it is:)Bio:After bringing Harvey home- he got really sick. I took him back in to the vet, and sadly they discovered that he is now in congestive heart failure, but also that their is a large mass on his spleen. Our time will be limited, but filled with so much love, cuddles, warmth and good food. He is my little angel sent right to my doorstep looking for love- and he found it. He prances, skips, smiles and wags his little feather tail non stop- that little lifeless guy is a distant memory. He has crawled up into my heart to stay:) Thanks Oliver- you found such a treasure that morning and saved a life too.Forums Motto:Do you have room in that heart for me?The Last Forum I Posted In:Bernadette is Mothers Day DOTD!

Widdle Bits of Wuv- by Harvey Wallbanger

With the saddest, heaviest, loneliest heart Im so sad to tell you all
that Harvey made his journey to the bridge. His health took a downward turn and I had to make the hardest of decisions. We said goodbye with him in my arms- together til his last breath. Man this pain is horrible. I only had months with my angel Harvey- but the connection we had was bigger than life. Sometimes at night i think i hear him barking his little smokers bark- needing me. Gosh i wish I could turn back time- I cherished every moment with him.

He was my blessing that the angels dropped on my doorstep looking for love and bringing so much love with him for all of us lucky enough to know him.

Ill update more soon- from Harvey. Thanks to Miracle, Brandibear, Sumi, Pop, and Samuel Jacob and their families for everything. Thank you so much to every Dogster pal that reached out to Harvey, wishing him love and rooting him on. It means so much.

So im shtill wivin- man- am i wivin! I cant beweeve it myself- i have put on a few pounds, my fur has grown in similar to a baby wion (rrrraaaaarrrr!) and im a happy camper here wif MyDear! Yes i still have to weewee every hour or so but hey thats okay right? Ive just adjusted so well- I have come out of my widdle shell so much. It touches MyDears heart when she sees me doin things I never did when first comin here- like for instance- I wike to roll on my back and expose my belly for all to see , sometimes I just doze off and take a snooze wif my belly in the breeze- I would never ever let you see my belly or touch if when i first came here. Sometimes I see MyDear peekin at me when she finks im sweepin- i know she is just overcome wif wuv for me. Its pawsome:) wet me tell ya!

So Floppy and Shloppy (my brudder and sister) have been weally cool to me too- I wike to sit by them and just chill out smellin the breeze.. they are so gentle and kind to me. I know Shloppy would wike me to run and pway wif him but well, bein bwind i cant do that anymore. Floppy (millie) is wike a big nurse- she yells at Shloppy if he gets to rowdy wif me! BOL she barks right in his big shaggy face!

Last week, when the sun was specially warm, MyDear got a big bwankie and took us all- yes all of us outside. We all laid wif MyDear on the big bwankie in the sunshine. It felt so good I dozed off right away- so did Floppy. But Shloppy was bein his usual bouncy nutty self- he wanted us all to pway wif him.. but we kept sweepin- BOL!

I did have a few widdle pwoblems lately but no biggie i guess. MyDear had to up my heart pills cuz I was startin to do that weezin and coughin thing again. It breaks MyDears heart in a bijillion pieces to think of me weevin her- she finks Im her baby angel. So I gotta stay healthy and strong so I can keep her busy and grounded wif my wee wee breaks- BOL!

Today Shloppy and I are gettin gwoomed- I hope to get really bootyful and ready for a fun shummer- Ill be sure to have MyDear put my picture up!

Pweese one more fing- pweese keep my sweet BBkins (Brandibear) and my sweet Miracle in your prayers. Life is tough but we are all wivin it to the fullest:)